Chapter 315: Powder Magic Elixir
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It wasn't because there was a fox woman standing in front of Cook. Why? Because the woman had a big red tail behind her, but she wore a cloak on her head, and she couldn't tell her age clearly, Cook was surprised by the number of orcs behind the woman.
Two of the bears were wearing thick leather armor, the kind of three-layered leather armor with iron armor plates inlaid on it, and using a huge wooden club, covered with jet-black spikes, apparently caused by blood.
A four-meter-tall minotaur, this guy's exposed muscles are still exuding heat on a cold day, and the third looks weird, a bit like the little jj that netizens said has grown on his face, but Cook didn't dare to laugh at all, this is the first class in combat effectiveness among the orcs, and the combat power is stronger than the three royal families of the orcs, as for the body, the height is five meters, and the waist circumference is also five meters, "In fact, it is almost three meters", using a thick wooden stick, but the wooden stick is engraved with some strange patterns.
Finally, there are two cat people, in the orc empire, cat people are natural assassins and thieves, sensitive ears, silent steps, and fast speed, night vision ability make cat people a natural assassin and thief, these two cat people are extremely well-equipped, seven or eight blue flying knives are inserted into the waist, and a slender stabbing sword, the whole body is some kind of scaly beast skin clothes, pants, and boots.
The equipment of this group can be said to be the most sophisticated equipment Cook has seen in the past few days, so Cook was taken aback.
"Boy, what does the High Priestess of Ume ask you about!" the Minotaur shouted as he saw that Cook was speechless, his eyes rolling over the preparations of his own men.
"Sell, sell, sell!" Cook replied quickly, High Priest, this is the name of the personnel inside the temple, and the average High Priest is the supreme decision-maker of a temple.
"Hehe!" After the deal was concluded, the high priest Ume walked slowly to the temple, and naturally someone took Cook's herb and paid for it.
Cook looked at the copper coins covered with green rust, almost speechless, his own herbs were worth at least twenty silver coins in the Human Empire, and if they were made into potions, a dozen gold coins would be the lowest, Cook was depressed.
"Man, you're rich!" and the middle-aged rabbit man next to Cook's booth patted Cook on the shoulder excitedly.
"yes. Yes!" Cook pretended to be very excited, in fact, this thing was very excited, Cook looked at the door of the temple, and then looked at the copper coin in his hand, and an idea came to him.
However, Cook patted the middle-aged rabbit man on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, uncle, for your guidance these days, go, I will invite you to eat bread!"
Bread is a luxury in the Orc Empire, because there are not many people who can make this thing, and the wheat used is transported from other provinces, so the price is very high, and the middle-aged rabbit man heard Cook say this, his mouth couldn't close his smile, and his two big teeth were exposed.
Twenty copper coins were consumed in a staggering amount here, and Cook not only bought bread, but also ale wine, which is a high-end alcoholic drink, and the cheap meat here, so Cook and the middle-aged rabbit had a few copper coins left.
In fact, this middle-aged rabbit eats more, Cook eats less, think of the coarse bread like sand, the smell of ale, as for the meat, it is basically five ripe, and the condiment on it is only salt.
"Tsk, the temple is so majestic, I just don't know if this temple is afraid of fire?"
"That's majestic, not majestic, man, this temple has been blessed by priests, not to mention fire, even intermediate magic is ineffective. The middle-aged rabbit man replied drunkenly, "Intermediate magic is invalid?" Cook was also surprised, you must know that the surface of intermediate magic is light, from level four to level six are intermediate magic, Cook never believed that this was true, in the Orc Empire, there was no activity at night, the whole city was dark, only the gate of the temple had two huge torches.
Cook quietly came to the temple and looked carefully, but found no traces of energy such as magic arrays, and Cook shook his head. Then he casually dropped a thorn seed: "Thorn Technique!" A green vine is very conspicuous in the winter snow.
"Pump!" Cook slammed the thorns into the wooden walls of the temple.
"Oh!" The next moment Cook's mouth opened wide, and then he ran away without looking back, because after Cook commanded the whip of the thorns just now, the entire temple was like a big shining bulb, and it lit up all of a sudden, and then the aura suddenly spread, and the thorns released by Cook were crushed by the halo for the first time.
Cook's current scene is like a person who sees a luxury car, the kind that is not easy to see, and he can't help but want to touch it, but as soon as his hand reaches the body, the car immediately alarms.
"Knock, knock!" a dull drum beat in the middle of the night.
"My goodness!" Cook ran far away to look back, and found that the entire temple was shrouded in layers of aura, exuding colorful light, and the whole building was like a big colored lantern, illuminating the entire Angry Wolf City.
"Uh! these damn humans, they must be again. The middle-aged man who had been drinking with Cook was also awakened, and when he saw the aura emanating from the temple, he was not surprised at all, and cursed dissatisfied.
"Uncle, what is this?" said Cook, pointing incredulously to the temple.
"Hehe! This is the power of the priest, this is the aura, see, this is a priest who has been permanently blessed by the scepter, there is a power aura, a speed aura, and a forbidden aura and so on, and these things don't need to be commanded, as long as they meet the requirements of stimulation, they will be stimulated, you are too late. If they had come three months earlier, those human thieves would have activated the aura of the temple once in a while, ....... The middle-aged rabbit man may not have woken up yet, perhaps to show off in front of Cook, a hillbilly, and chattered a lot of information, of course, Cook thought it was intelligence.
"Damn, isn't there no way to get in?" said Cook depressedly, wondering if it would be faster to arrest someone directly.
"Why not, we ordinary people still go in, but we enter the temple for prayer and sacrifice, so we have to take things. The middle-aged man said angrily.
As soon as the middle-aged man said this, Cook patted his head, all the Holy See has to absorb believers, so you have to communicate with people, Cook has always been looking in the wrong direction, a rabbit man goes to the temple to pray and sacrifice, this is no longer normal, because every rabbit has a dream of a beast soul warrior.
The next day Cook brought a bunch of sacrificial things, a three-meter-long frozen snake, and some medicinal herbs, although it was already covered in heavy snow, and the herbs were withered and yellow, but Cook could still recognize them, and a nest of fat bamboo rats, which were the most abundant in the wasteland, and they inhabited the soil at the bottom of the bushes, or under the roots of thatch, which were more than a person tall, and these bamboo rats would eat the rhizomes of plants in the ground throughout the winter, so they were unusually fat, and as for a few snow hares, that was incidental.
In this way, the middle-aged uncle of the rabbit man also complained: "I bring too many things, this bamboo rat is the favorite food of the rich people in the city, and it can be exchanged for a lot of good things." ”
"Huh!" Cook chuckled.
When the middle-aged uncle saw Cook's appearance, he sighed and said, "Forget it, let's go, I took half of our family's food with my first sacrifice." ”
Cook followed the middle-aged uncle, and the two entered directly through the side door next to the gate, and entered the temple, only to find that the furnishings were also quite primitive, but they looked luxurious, and the ground was laid with thick wooden floors, wooden walls, wooden tables, wooden chairs, etc.
"Well, this is where we prayed and sacrificed. Hello, Priest Nasan!" The middle-aged rabbit man led Cook directly to a werewolf in a priest's robe, and greeted him respectfully.
"It's you, go inside, the god of war will bless you. Priest Nasang said flatly, then pointed to the portal on the side.
"Uncle, is this the priest?" asked Cook in a low voice.
"It's a priest, it's just a priest's apprentice, they have to stay here until they are eighteen years old, and if they can't channel and comprehend their war songs at the age of eighteen, then they will be driven out, this Nasan is the nephew of the city lord of Angry Wolf City, and he will be eighteen years old in two months, so he is in a bad mood...... The uncle muttered quietly.
Cook didn't pay attention to the prayer process at all, because this is nothing more than hypnosis and brainwashing, just like pyramid schemes, long-term indoctrination makes you think that this is a money-making business, even you believe it, of course, you will definitely actively participate, and it is normal to be deceived.
"Uncle, if you don't let us go, do you still invite us to dinner?" Cook asked in a low voice when he found that the orcs had not left after praying.
"No, it's the medicine given by the temple, detoxification, the best way to treat wounds, it seems that we have come to the right place today, you must know that there are not many such good things!" As soon as the middle-aged uncle finished speaking, a priest came to these people.
He said loudly, "May the god of war bless you!" and began to distribute the potion.
Everyone who received the potion folded their heads, bent down and patted them lightly on the chest and said, "God of War bless!"
When it came to Cook, Cook was no exception, but when Cook saw the so-called potion, he was shocked, because it was a magic potion, although it was a little yellow powder, but the glowing magic light emitted from it surprised Cook.
You must know that in the human world, magic potions are still at the level of water potions, and the real magic potions have never been solid, because the reactions between the various magic herbs in it are too difficult to master, and human beings have spent countless energy, and in the end, only by keeping the water potion can it be taken by humans, but in the problem of human beings, in the remote Angry Wolf City of the Orc Empire, there is a powder of magic potions.
Everyone knows, especially when adventuring and fighting, the convenience of powder and water is not the same grade, and the water agent must be careful, otherwise the crystal bottle will be broken, and the crystal bottle is worth a lot, Cook asked with burning eyes: "Is this ...... This is the gift of the priest!" Cook originally wanted to ask who made it, but suddenly remembered his current identity, and immediately changed his tone and asked with an extremely respectful look.